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Paano ba simulan ang isang tula? O dapat ba ito'y hayaang ilapat ng tadhana. Tulad ng isang gabing mahiwagang May simula kahit di sinimulan, magkakawakas nang di winawakasan. Kung saan sana'y di na nagtitigan kasing lalim ng kalawakan Di na nagtawanan sa gitna ng Univ. Ave. Mumunting pigurang di umiilag sa sasakyan Ngunit patuloy ang pagbangga sa isa't isa. Kung saan sana'y di na hinawakan itong kamay Kung sa pagbitaw, mas matinding kapasuan. At sa mata ng buwan, sa baba ng tulay sa Philcoa Di na sana hinagkan na parang tayo'y sa isa't isa. Paano nga ba sinisimulan ang isang tula? Bakit ito'y mahirap kumpara sa pagwawakas? Maaaring madaliin pag nais na O basta na lang iwan sa kalagitnaan. Pero ang mga tula, ay mga marka. Itatago ko't babalik-balikan Parang noong gabing tayo'y naglalakad At andiyan ka pa.
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Mar 4, 2017
Mar 4, 2017 at 2:36 AM UTC
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Paano ba simulan ang isang tula? O dapat ba ito'y hayaang ilapat ng tadhana. Tulad ng isang gabing mahiwagang May simula kahit di sinimulan, magkakawakas nang di winawakasan. Kung saan sana'y di na nagtitigan kasing lalim ng kalawakan Di na nagtawanan sa gitna ng Univ. Ave. Mumunting pigurang di umiilag sa sasakyan Ngunit patuloy ang pagbangga sa isa't isa. Kung saan sana'y di na hinawakan itong kamay Kung sa pagbitaw, mas matinding kapasuan. At sa mata ng buwan, sa baba ng tulay sa Philcoa Di na sana hinagkan na parang tayo'y sa isa't isa. Paano nga ba sinisimulan ang isang tula? Bakit ito'y mahirap kumpara sa pagwawakas? Maaaring madaliin pag nais na O basta na lang iwan sa kalagitnaan. Pero ang mga tula, ay mga marka. Itatago ko't babalik-balikan Parang noong gabing tayo'y naglalakad At andiyan ka pa.
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Oh How I loveth thee A quite quaint angel in my own eyes. With dark and white broken wings. Und'r ****** falls. I shall waiteth, and comf'rt thee. Liekth thee loveth thy beareth. Until the endeth of p'riod. A hoarse voice with angelic tone. Haer like the colours of my chameleon. The tend tender lips of loveth. A smileth and mind of ambivalence. I shall loveth with nay judgment. A halo as bright as the mistress Possesseth in humans death's-head. The lukewarm blue chopt lips. The sleep chamber the lady did lie upon. H'r ilness, but I accepteth death. I can kisseth with green valor breath. The strength of a giant. The nimbleness of a lilliputian fairy. Thee can doth aught. Yon can crustheth and slipeth. Through the cracks of timeth. Thee can beest fell'r joyous. Liketh the visage of a monst'r I loveth thee f'r who is't thou art. Thee can beest the wild animal with scars. mine own canine ears ope to hark. Thee can has't warts liketh a toad. A belly as big as the univ'rse. I shalt beest a fath'r. thee can has't barb'd wire on thy corse. My chivalrous armour does not mind thy pain. Thee believeth chivalry is gone. Somewh're on the planet, 'r in the heavens above. Sickl'd by the grim reap'rs ploy. The apparition 'r man you love. I'm the pap'r thee loveth at which hour thy depress'd The smileth thee misseth. I am thy sir'r knave at heart. I'm the knight thee wanteth me to best. The lasteth sir standing at the edge of the w'rld with thee. Thy the only ***** I protecteth, and loveth f'rev'r. I give you can seeth how I loveth thee. This poem was written by Shane Michael Cleary at 12:42 2017 on June 30th.
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Jun 30, 2017
Jun 30, 2017 at 2:35 PM UTC
Poeticshane31
How I love My Angel In My Eyes.
Oh How I loveth thee A quite quaint angel in my own eyes. With dark and white broken wings. Und'r ****** falls. I shall waiteth, and comf'rt thee. Liekth thee loveth thy beareth. Until the endeth of p'riod. A hoarse voice with angelic tone. Haer like the colours of my chameleon. The tend tender lips of loveth. A smileth and mind of ambivalence. I shall loveth with nay judgment. A halo as bright as the mistress Possesseth in humans death's-head. The lukewarm blue chopt lips. The sleep chamber the lady did lie upon. H'r ilness, but I accepteth death. I can kisseth with green valor breath. The strength of a giant. The nimbleness of a lilliputian fairy. Thee can doth aught. Yon can crustheth and slipeth. Through the cracks of timeth. Thee can beest fell'r joyous. Liketh the visage of a monst'r I loveth thee f'r who is't thou art. Thee can beest the wild animal with scars. mine own canine ears ope to hark. Thee can has't warts liketh a toad. A belly as big as the univ'rse. I shalt beest a fath'r. thee can has't barb'd wire on thy corse. My chivalrous armour does not mind thy pain. Thee believeth chivalry is gone. Somewh're on the planet, 'r in the heavens above. Sickl'd by the grim reap'rs ploy. The apparition 'r man you love. I'm the pap'r thee loveth at which hour thy depress'd The smileth thee misseth. I am thy sir'r knave at heart. I'm the knight thee wanteth me to best. The lasteth sir standing at the edge of the w'rld with thee. Thy the only ***** I protecteth, and loveth f'rev'r. I give you can seeth how I loveth thee. This poem was written by Shane Michael Cleary at 12:42 2017 on June 30th.
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